Regarding the question of the purple shirt, Chen Hanyu just smiled slightly, he didn't take it too seriously, I am afraid that there is no second person in this place except for himself who knows the most medical skills.

"Don't worry, senior, I know what to do to save people, I can't be sloppy!" Chen Hanyu dissolved the small black pill and applied it to the wound of the eldest disciple.

The toxin was quickly absorbed through the guidance of spiritual power, and at this time, the black pill actually had a fading effect, and the original black color had slowly faded into white.

"This pill absorbs toxins, and it needs to be replaced until there is no reaction!" Chen Hanyu said, stuffing the second pill down.

When the second pill was stuffed down, it obviously faded a lot faster, probably because of the spiritual power, the medicinal effect entered quickly, and at this time, the black flocculent in the abdomen of the eldest disciple had disappeared.

"It's curative!" Chen Hanyu looked at the purple shirt with a smile, and now the purple shirt was also very happy, and he increased his spiritual power.

In this way, all of Chen Hanyu's pills were put down, and by the time they all faded into white, there was only the last trace of toxin left.

Seeing that the wound was about to heal but there was no medicine to use, Chen Hanyu was in a hurry, it would definitely be too late to make medicine now, but if the toxin was not immediately extracted, the parts that had just recovered would be more easily invaded, which was the most unacceptable place for Chen Hanyu.

"Maybe it's going to hurt you this time!" Chen Hanyu didn't say a word, signaling the purple shirt to withdraw his spiritual power.

At the moment when the spiritual power was withdrawn, Chen Hanyu's scalpel quickly cut the wound, and a whole piece of thigh meat was thrown into the trash can on the side by himself.

"Shhh

I don't know if it's because it's numb or it's hard to hold on, the eldest disciple just gasped.

Then Chen Hanyu bandaged the entire cut part with gauze, and he opened a list and signaled that the purple shirt could go and get the medicine later.

"That Han Yu, is this medical fee for you or?"

Zi Shirt didn't know what to do with the medical list, after all, it was Chen Hanyu who had the operation.

"Give it to the hospital, it's not easy for people to provide a place!"

Chen Hanyu said and waved his hand to push the eldest disciple out, and when he came out, the purple shirt had already paid the money, and he decided to bring the person back to the sect immediately, after all, the hospital's anti-inflammatory work did not have much effect on their cultivators.

"That's okay!" Chen Hanyu and Zi Yi worked together to push the eldest disciple into the jeep, but when he was about to leave, he was grabbed by Zi Shan's arm.

Chen Hanyu looked at the purple shirt suspiciously, he didn't know what the purple shirt wanted to do.

"Purple-shirted senior, who are you?"

The purple shirt glanced at Chen Hanyu, and he motioned to Chen Hanyu not to speak, and to listen to himself.

After the latter nodded in affirmation, the purple shirt slowly opened his mouth.

"Han Yu, do you know how your master died?"

Chen Hanyu shook his head, he still dreamed of himself until the master died, telling him about the immortal death.

"People are born in old age, sickness and death, and my master is no exception!"

Hearing Chen Hanyu's words, Zi Shan smiled bitterly and frowned, and he asked Chen Hanyu if he had ever returned to Yuntai Guan.

"Of course I have returned, I went back once after the master gave me a dream, the Yuntai Temple has been dilapidated for a long time, there is no master's breath there, and it has been dead for a long time!" Chen Hanyu believes in this point 100%, it is true that the Yuntai real immortal has passed away.

But Zi Shan didn't think so, he told Chen Hanyu that there was another hidden reason for Yuntai Zhenren's death.

"What?" Chen Hanyu looked at Zi Shirt carefully, he felt that Zi Shirt was telling him a nonsense.

"I didn't lie to you, there is another hidden reason for the death of your master Yuntai Zhenren!"

Seeing Zishan's serious look, Chen Hanyu's heart became even more puzzled, he asked Zishan how he judged, he didn't want Zishan to joke with his master.

Zi Shan shook his head helplessly, he told Chen Hanyu that in fact, the death of Yuntai Zhenren had always been a doubt in the eyes of several of them, and it was impossible for Yuntai Zhenren's Taoism and cultivation to die before them.

"There is only one possibility, that is, he was killed, and the person who killed him has an extremely high cultivation, so your master asked you to tell you the news that he has passed away!" Zi Shirt paused and continued, "To put it bluntly, he doesn't want you to take revenge, because your ability is too low. ”

After listening to Zishan's words, Chen Hanyu fell into deep thought, if what Zishan said was right, then he really had to wonder if Master's death was a natural death.

"Then let me ask you a question, we cultivators have relics after their deaths, can you see your master's relics?" The purple shirt told Chen Hanyu that every master of the Jindan period, whether it was death or immortal death, his own internal fire would incinerate the body, and what was left was a golden pill of his true yuan.

Hearing this, a word popped up in Chen Hanyu's brain, relics.

"Purple-shirted senior, are you talking about a cultivator's relic?"

The relics are left by the sitting of the high monks, and they contain the supreme Dharma and the power of the mighty.

Obviously, the Jindan here should also be such a thing.

"You can think so, Brother Lu's sword is his golden pill, do you understand, if nothing else, your palm should have it!" Zi Yi said urging his spiritual power to pour into Chen Hanyu's right hand.

The palm of his hand was quickly rewarded, and a blue light loomed, which was extremely similar to the color of Lu Fan's sword qi.

"So Senior Lu Fan gave me his golden pill?" Chen Hanyu became even more puzzled at this time.

Zi Yi nodded, and he told Chen Hanyu that he would enter the Jindan stage under the foundation building period, and after the Jindan period was the real cultivation path.

"I only know so much about your master, and I don't know anything else, so you have to find it yourself, but your current strength is too weak!" Zi Shirt told Chen Hanyu that it was best to keep this matter secret, because everyone had rotted this matter in their stomachs.

Chen Hanyu understood that if he hadn't saved the eldest disciple today, I'm afraid Zishan wouldn't have said such things to himself, this was an indirect salvation of Zishan's future sect, so he told himself these secrets.

After watching the purple shirt go away, Chen Hanyu repeatedly asked himself in his heart, what happened to the master, which became a mystery that plagued him.

"Seeing that everything is complicated now, I must wait for everything to be on the right track to find out about Master's death!" Chen Hanyu secretly contacted Yundao people, and simply answered the phone this time without the voice of others last time.

"I said, don't call me in the future, unless I contact you!" said the cloud man in a low voice.